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Chapter 1375 Check-in
The campus was huge, and Wang Yan and Xiao Qianxi were not in a hurry, chatting and laughing along the way. Although the distance was not very far, it didn't feel like a long time to get there.

This is a six-story building with no elevator. Fortunately, Xiao Qianxi's dormitory is on the second floor.

"213... over there."

Xiao Qianxi looked around at the doorplate and pointed in a direction to call out to Wang Yan.

The latter nodded with a smile, carrying a large bag in one hand and pulling a suitcase in the other, and followed Xiao Qianxi.

When I arrived at the door of 213, I saw two people making the bed.

"Hello, I'm Xu Lin." The tomboy who was lying on the upper bunk with her head pouted heard the noise, turned around, introduced herself, and then climbed down from the bed.

"Hello, my name is Xie Qiao."

"I'm Xiao Qianxi."

Xiao Qianxi nodded, walked in to look at the beds, and chose the lower bunk position for Xu Lin.

Wang Yan smiled friendly at Xie Qiao and Xu Lin, then picked up the things and put them beside him.

"Boyfriend? Would you like to introduce him to me?" Xu Lin asked proactively.

"No." Xiao Qianxi waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't misunderstand me, this is..."

"My name is Wang Yan, I study photography. I came here from the train station with Qianxi on the school bus." Wang Yan looked at Xu Lin seriously, "I think you are very elegant. I will take a picture of you later. And this is Xie Qiao, right? You have long legs, you will look beautiful in the picture."

"Uh...thank you, but no thanks." Xie Qiao refused blankly.

Xu Lin looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "Do you want money?"

"What do you mean? Can you work in vain? You can ask Qianxi later. Oh, yes, wait a minute, I'll show you some finished products. I calculated that your roommate who didn't come must be pretty too, you can take a look and take a photo with Qianxi."

As he spoke, Wang Yan untied his backpack, took out a stack of photos and put them on the table. "Sister, I think you have great talent. Qianxi and Xie Qiao are not good enough, so I give this important task to you. Promote me in this building. One dollar per person, at least you can eat two meals of meat. Look good."

After saying that, without paying any attention to the confused Xu Lin, Wang Yan patted Xiao Qianxi's arm and said, "Let's go. Take care, beautiful lady. I'll contact you later. Also, keep an eye on Xu Lin and protect my masterpiece. Goodbye."

"Thank you. I'll take you there."

"Forget it, hurry up and clean up, and have a good rest."

Wang Yan waved his hand, put on his backpack, turned around and left...

"No, he..." Xu Lin reacted and looked at Xiao Qianxi.

Xiao Qianxi laughed: "He is like this, very outgoing and humorous."

She told Xu Lin and Xie Qiao about how she met Wang Yan. Xu Lin was stunned: "You're so familiar with him?"

"He's so amazing. In just a short while, he became familiar with everyone in the car?" Xie Qiao admired Wang Yan's strong social skills.

Xu Lin snorted, somewhat unconvinced, and then picked up the photos on the table and looked through them: "You know what, they're really good. How much does he charge?"

"It's five dollars for one person, two dollars for more people. You bring your own film and he will develop it for you. He only charges you the cost price. It's still quite cost-effective. It's definitely much cheaper than a photo studio."

"Two pieces for many people? He'll give me one?"

"Oh, I don't understand this?" Xie Qiao looked at the photos and said, "He is a professional photographer, so he must want to practice more. Now he is taking pictures for us. He can make money and practice at the same time. It's a great deal."

Xiao Qianxi also nodded, thought for a moment and said, "He shoots really well, one dollar per person is not a small amount. I estimate that each person will shoot two or three rolls at most, and it should be finished quickly. At least ten or twenty people can be shot in a month, which is enough to eat a few meals of meat."

After all, this was only 2,000 years ago, and the average wage of urban workers nationwide was only 800-900 yuan. There is no doubt that the average is never the truth, and the median must be lower than the average. This is the result of uneven regional development and uneven job wages.

In this case, twenty or thirty dollars is a lot of money.

Twenty years later, this amount of money would only buy a cup of milk tea. Now, this amount of money can buy people two or three days of good meals. Moreover, it is a top university in the country, and the canteen is much cheaper.

Xu Lin's family wasn't wealthy either, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll take a look and I'll treat you guys to a meal when the time comes."

"Forget it, twenty or thirty yuan is all it takes for a meal, and you still have to pay for it, isn't that all the hard work in vain?" Xie Qiao waved his hand to refuse...

While the three of them were talking and laughing, another girl came in from the door, looking very proud, and brought two people with her to help carry the luggage. This person was of course the last person in dormitory 213, Wang Ying.

As soon as Wang Yan left Room 213, he saw Wang Ying's arrogant look, which caused people around to talk about her and sigh that she was another lady from a wealthy family.

The two sides looked at each other and passed each other. Wang Yan did not approach to talk to this old acquaintance who he once knew well. He just walked away with his big package on his back, went to the Academy of Fine Arts, and found his dormitory building.

There were already three people in the dormitory at that time, and it would be full if he was missing.

The house is quite spacious, with two bunk beds and four tables. It is not as spacious as a bunk bed with tables underneath, but the space is large and feels good. There is also a balcony.

The three of them had already made their beds and were cleaning up on their own accord.

Seeing him come in, the three of them stopped what they were doing.

"Welcome, welcome. Warm welcome. All the people in dormitory 315 are here." A chubby, fair-skinned boy came forward to greet them. "My name is Zhang Hai. I'm a local. What's your name?"

"Wang Yan, from Liao Province, where are you two?"

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Zhang Hai let out a "hei". To be honest, that "hei" was so authentic.

The two people next to them are one tall and one short, one strong and one thin.

The tall, thin boy grinned, smiling very honestly, his face full of acne. He adjusted his glasses and said, "My name is Zhou Guosheng, and I'm from Tianjin."

The remaining short and strong one looked quite honest and simple: "I am also from here. My name is Sun Zhenxing."

"Oh hey, then you three are all pretty authentic."

……

The three of them were speechless. They heard the ridicule in Wang's words. Zhou Guosheng changed his attitude: "They are both authentic, but I am not."

Wang Yan laughed: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously. Let's go out for dinner together tonight?"

"Have some more wine?" Sun Zhenxing agreed.

Zhang Hai shouted, "I was just about to say, it's settled, Guo Sheng?"

"I have no objection." Zhou Guosheng nodded and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, "Do you smoke, brother?" "Do you two smoke?" Wang Yan asked the other two.

"Everyone smokes, everyone smokes. We are artists, it is not appropriate not to smoke." Zhang Hai chuckled.

Sun Zhenxing also nodded repeatedly and took a cigarette.

So the four of them lit up their cigarettes and puffed away.

While smoking, Wang Yan opened his backpack, took out his clothes, shoes, and other things, and put them in order. Then he took out his camera and lens from his pocket and placed them on the table left for him.

During this process, the four of them also decided on their rankings: Zhang Hai was the eldest, Sun Zhenxing was the second, Wang Yan was the third, and Zhou Guosheng was the fourth.

Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other, and Zhang Hai came over and said, "Brother, your camera is old, right?"

"They are quite old, older than us. This Seagull 4b was produced in the 3s, and this Nikon F was the first batch produced in the s. These lenses are similar, the quality is not very good, but they are enough."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "My family conditions are indeed not very good. I signed up for photography mainly because I like it. Anyway, as long as I have a camera and can take pictures, it's all about aperture, shutter speed, ISO, as long as it works."

Sun Zhenxing said cautiously, "Third brother, I have an unused Nikon digital camera. How about I go home and get it in a few days?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, and the arc of his smile went from 33 degrees to 40 degrees: "Thanks. But I still can't use it. It's not like I can't use it. If I need it, I can just borrow your camera. I don't have a long telephoto lens, so I guess I won't be able to use it. I mainly shoot humanities, and recently I want to earn some living expenses, so I also take some portraits."

"Third brother, you are just talking and not practicing. Why don't you show me the photos?" Zhou Guosheng showed no respect to his third brother.

Of course Wang Yan wouldn't care about these things. Facts have proved that as time goes by, these young people will eventually call him Brother Yan from the bottom of their hearts.

He cheerfully took out another stack of photos and said, "Here are some more in the Chinese Department. You can come over and take a look at them later."

The three looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, not understanding what it had to do with the Chinese Department, but before they could ask, they saw the image in the photo. Immediately, there was a chorus of frog sounds, all of which were "WTF?"

"Fuck, Third Brother, you can win an award for this, right?"

"Yes, this composition, this light and shadow..."

“That’s fucking awesome.”

Those who study photography are not ignorant, but they already have some knowledge and a certain aesthetic appreciation. Of course, they can tell the good from the bad.

They felt that the latest digital cameras and various lenses of full focal lengths on the table were so insignificant at the moment. They were so shocked and frustrated that they gritted their teeth as they looked at the photos.

No, why is he so awesome?
The awesome Wang Yan put out his cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and sat on a stool with his legs crossed: "Aesthetics are personal, and appreciation is subjective. I can only say that the photos are not bad, and I feel that they are above the standard. But winning an award is not that simple. You three have good backgrounds, so you must know more than me."

"That's what you said, but your photos are damn good." Zhang Hai felt hurt because he had sympathized with Wang Yan's poverty before, "You didn't submit a submission or anything?"

"Of course I have invested, but there is no response yet. Maybe the amount is not enough. I will save up some more and invest everywhere at home and abroad. Quantitative change will lead to qualitative change." Wang Yan said nonchalantly.

There is nothing he can do about it. He has no fame and no background. It is not impossible for him to play with art, but he needs to hone his skills slowly.

Art is a toy for the rich.

Seeing Wang Yan's carefree look, the three of them could only say "Awesome". He took awesome photos, had a good attitude, and exuded a carefree and unrestrained temperament when he sat there. The three of them did have some money, but they felt a little inferior in front of Wang Yan, and felt crushed by his hard power.

"Don't just look at me, show yours too, let me see." Wang Yan raised his head politely, motioning the three to take out their best works.

I was really proud of it. I even framed it and signed it.

Before Wang Yan came, the three of them had already exchanged ideas, and they were very pleased with what they had brought out. Now that Wang Yan was sitting there, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when they brought out the items.

"Hurry up. How can I laugh at you? This thing is not set in stone. There is still room for improvement in the future."

Wang Yan took the photo frame from the three people and took a look...

Well, the three of them were in perfect harmony, and all they took were photos of scenery, glaciers, jungles, and oceans, all of which required long journeys and long hours of waiting, waiting for the best light and shape.

In addition to the high cost of photographic equipment, landscape photography is also a big expense. After all, it takes time off from work, long trips, long stays, and outdoor equipment, all of which cost money. One scene doesn't matter, but ten or a hundred is a lot of money...

"good."

Wang Yan did not discourage the young man's enthusiasm. He looked at it carefully for a while, and seemed to appreciate it carefully. "There is still room for improvement. With more effort, everyone can become a photography artist."

The sincerity on his face made the three of them slightly doubt whether Wang Yan was just being polite, so they just assumed that Wang Yan was sincere and were secretly delighted.

"Oh, by the way, Third Brother, you said just now that there are some photos in the Chinese Department, what's going on?" Zhou Guosheng came over and asked.

I glanced at him and thought this kid has a future.

Wang Yan said, "We met on the train at the railway station, in the car sent by our school. I wanted to take pictures of my schoolmates, and they bought the film themselves, and I could earn a few dollars of hard-earned money..."

He told the story of what happened before, and the three of them were fascinated. They were not fascinated by Wang Yan's money, but by his popularity among the crowd and the beautiful women he met.

"Third brother, are there a lot of beautiful girls in the Chinese department?" Zhang Hai, the dormitory leader, was also very servile.

"I don't know. I only went to one dormitory, and not all the people were there. I'll go back and find out more. What do you guys think?"

"That's a great idea." The three of them nodded repeatedly.

"I've heard that college life is good, you can find a date, and you're free. Especially since our major is not busy and the workload is not heavy, it's great. Brother Yan, please try your best to introduce someone to us three brothers."

"Hi." Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile, "Do I need to introduce this to you? Photography is such an advantage in school, isn't it? I'm sure we'll have homework for you later. When the time comes, you guys can walk around the school with cameras hanging around, looking for good-looking people who are willing to talk to them. Wouldn't it be a good way to establish a connection by taking photos? It won't be objectionable in school, but if you take a camera outside, it's hard to say. Just seize the opportunity yourself.

If our school is not good enough, then we can go to other schools, such as Beijing Film Academy. There are more beautiful girls there, and we can compete with the brothers who study photography there for jobs. It is not difficult."

"Hiss... don't say it, don't say it." Sun Zhenxing was very happy, "Third brother, it has to be you."

"Well, it's all based on experience."

"Please tell me about your experience."

"Can I tell you that?"

Wang Yan waved his hand, chatted with the three of them, and packed up his things.

The three of them accompanied him out of school and went to a nearby mall to buy a set of bedding, pillows, sheets, etc. They also found a restaurant outside to eat and drank a lot of wine. They staggered back to school, thus ending a wonderful day...

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